She's the youngest of four (three girls and a boy). I feel like crying! We've had a little cuddle and she's all sorted, she's very calm and organised (as usual).
I'm sitting in the downstairs loo on the verge of tears. No more little ones! I've had 20 years of having a little child in the house but this has brought it home to me how fleeting it all is. It doesn't help that I'm menopausal and on hrt!
Dh would think I was mad and normally I'm the first person to say get a grip! Has anyone else felt a bit..bereft?